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Model Ceo

Autor: Dallya_1
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Lee la novela Model Ceo escrita por el autor Dallya_1 publicada en WebNovel. Having the society judging you for your taste on different things can lead of the destruction of yourself thinking that you are the one at fault for not following the social rules like everyone else ....

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Having the society judging you for your taste on different things can lead of the destruction of yourself thinking that you are the one at fault for not following the social rules like everyone else . That's the problem everyone is different from each other and have their own taste but people doesn't seem do understand that uncomplicated fact . Taehu was weak sentimentally and easy to fool around and now he's a Ceo of one of the biggest company of modeling . People tried to destroy him but were undefeated by how he managed to fight through every difficulties with a great sense of thoughtfulness . He always try to speak the truth out , trying to show people the different colors of this beautiful rainbow that each one of us as which is Life . Life is full of difficulties you have to meet them , greet them and defeat them . Each one of your difficulties are not here to destroy you but to help you realize your hidden potential , to help you see how much power you have to see how much you're special on your own way . Most of the problems in Life is because of two simple reasons : we act without thinking or we keep thinking without acting . That's where some people are going to be block even after dying . In the topic of love he always attract the gold digger ones who only want him for money and by those people he got the title of a Sugar Daddy . He wishes to find the right one for himself . Someone who can stay by his side even tho the situation is hard unlike his first love who was heartless . Even tho if he could find the right one , Will society let them leave peacefully happy ever after ? Like they usually say rich people always have everything they want but no one knows that each one of them is craving for one thing that a normal person could find boring to have . They also think that it's easy to be rich but they don't know how much of obstacles there was on this road for those rich people to get where they are today . It's easy to talk about what you see isn't it ?

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